49 | Nov 14
picked up a rock and hit my own head
there's a bed but I chose to lie on cold hard floor
this is how it feels when I couldn't make anything right
this heart has had enough to know what it wants
but it scares me, even if my mind has made a decision
I'd stand still in one place and wait for you,
if it meant another moment of lifetime with you
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Moonstruck
PoesiaCopyright © November 2020 by Mystital probably my rant book written in flowery language, all raw from my soul. highest ranking: nov-dec #1 poetry collection out of 21.8k stories #1 poet out of 14.6k stories #1 poem collection out of 6.6k stories #1...
